Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 366 Omniscient Vision
“But… it doesn’t necessarily have to take such a heavy risk!” Violet insisted.

“Individuals can choose to live in seclusion.” Su Ming’s gaze deepened. “But if a civilization chooses to remain stagnant, it will bring about its own destruction. Imagine if one day, a more advanced civilization descends—like Eden, looking down upon the ant-like Rift Race. At that time, will Teya and Earth have to offer each other flowers and beg for love and peace?”

Power is the only language that determines survival; it is a universal word in the universe that needs no translation.

Otherwise, were the Armenians wrong? Were the Native Americans wrong? Who ever gave these civilizations, crushed in the long history of conflict, the opportunity to speak eloquently?
Only by understanding history can we avoid being blinded by illusory "ideals" and ignoring the fact that every life that exists today and every civilization that continues is merely a survivor who ruthlessly eliminated all opponents in a long and brutal history of struggle.

The cold truths are etched on countless bones and mottled bloodstains. They are merely forgotten, but their essence has never changed.

"The dimensional bridge, in the end, is just a door," Su Ming concluded. "The fact that we don't open it now doesn't mean that Earth, Teya, Eden, and other worlds will disappear. Nor does it mean that at some point in the future, no one else will... find the key and push it open!"

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Zijin suddenly hugged her arms tightly, her slender body trembling slightly. This caused Su Ming to feel a strong sense of surprise—he had never seen the scholar in such a fragile state before.

So what exactly happened? Was it really just because of this discussion? A question arose in his mind.

"I'm sorry, opportunities to discuss these things in depth with others are indeed rare, and I couldn't control my enthusiasm for the conversation," Su Ming explained, softening his tone. Although his views on civilization were not earth-shattering, they were by no means mainstream, and the violet had clearly ignited his desire to express himself.

Come to think of it, after wandering in this other world for so long, how long has it been since he had the chance to chat and boast freely with people like he did on Earth?

“Actually, Jin Rongjia asked me a similar question yesterday,” Su Ming continued, deciding to be honest. “And my real decision is—I will not open that door.”

"Why?" Violet asked, puzzled. "Wasn't what you just told me your own thoughts?"

“Holding a certain viewpoint doesn’t mean you have to do it,” Su Ming chuckled. “Is it strange that knowledge and action don’t align?”

Zijin suddenly raised her head, her gaze piercing through the darkness and locking onto Su Ming, yet also seeming to drift towards some other being.

“No, you will.” Her voice held a strange certainty. “You will do it eventually!”

Su Ming was completely confused. "Why do you say that... and, who do you mean by 'you'?"

"Do you remember?" Violet didn't answer directly, but instead posed another question, "Those special powers you used, those originating from your hometown...?"

"Which time?" Su Ming didn't react for a moment. He had used Earth's technology and summoned too many devices.

"During the Battle of the Agate Sea, when we attacked the 'Fusang'; and when we encountered Yeshia, the sniper spirit you summoned," Violet continued, reminding us.

Su Ming suddenly realized, "Um, what happened to those?" Zi Jin raised her hand, palm facing him, and activated telepathic synchronization, [Come on, the time is almost right, you should see it with your own eyes.]

Su Ming took the outstretched hand as instructed. The girl's spiritual energy exuded an unprecedented gentleness, as gentle as the touch of her slender palm. Although the room was well-heated, her thin clothing seemed to make her fingertips feel slightly cool.

Su Ming casually grabbed a blanket from the side and covered Zi Jin with it. Then, he calmed his mind and tried to follow her guidance, extending his senses outward.

"Not enough." Violet casually pulled the blanket over herself before urging, "Please go deeper, and then... try to completely forget your own existence."

This seems to be the opposite of the last time when Violet entered his sea of ​​consciousness and shared his 'silent vision'; now Violet wants to share something with him.

The problem is, if Violet could force her way into his mental realm, what right did he have to do the same to her?

"You make it sound so easy," Su Ming complained helplessly through the mental connection. "Besides, this kind of operation—it doesn't look like it's easy at all!"

He was terrified of being "tricked" by the scholar lady. Zijin would always drag him to do things in that matter-of-fact, nonchalant, calm tone, only to realize afterward that they were difficult or even dangerous tasks.

Teaching him to use the thorn whip is like this, casting spells without incantations is like this, and arbitrarily altering the core structure of magical formulas is also like this.

"Yes!" Violet's thoughts were so frank, almost self-assured, without the slightest concealment. "But, please do this!"

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Under normal circumstances, all living beings possess a defensive instinct within their mental realm.

Given Violet's overwhelming mental strength, under normal circumstances, Su Ming's consciousness would be instantly repelled upon even the slightest contact, with absolutely no possibility of penetrating deeper. However, at this moment, the scholar was clearly in a peculiar and abnormal state.

She forcefully suppressed the instinct of rejection that originated from the depths of her soul, allowing, and even guiding, Su Ming's spiritual power to approach the core area of ​​her spiritual sea.

Su Ming held his breath and focused his mind. Zi Jin's spiritual energy appeared gentle and warm, enveloping him like a gentle current. This tranquility instantly amplified the fatigue caused by overexertion, and a deep sleepiness, like a gentle tide, once again overwhelmed him. Unconsciously, his thoughts began to wander, and his consciousness swayed gently on the edge of wakefulness and drowsiness.

Just as his consciousness was about to sink, an invisible barrier silently melted away. Su Ming's thoughts were instantly drawn by an irresistible force into a vast and boundless dimension of perception! The feeling was like being forcibly awakened from a deep sleep and thrown into a world with extremely high information density.

Su Ming's "vision" was forcibly elevated to a height that overlooked the whole situation. A massive amount of information rushed in like a flood breaking through a dam. In an instant, the details of the entire "Pansy" ship were clearly unfolded before his "eyes"!
The precise meshing inside the bustling equipment, the focused silhouette of the trainee on duty in the cockpit, the stacked skeletons of the dormant undead creatures in the crowded cabin... all these scenes are simultaneously "perceived" and revealed in minute detail.

Su Ming even "caught" some uninvited guests—rats—who had sneaked in from the captured supply ships of the Light Fleet. Hungry, they futilely gnawed at the hard, bony hull in the dark corners, making subtle but clear "crunching" sounds.

(End of this chapter)